Hard at Work? 4

I work in a group home for the mentally challenged and often find myself alone in the living room late at night after all the day staff  have gone home and all the residents have long been asleep. On nights such as this, I am often struck with a familiar warmth in my panties. I work with all men, attractive, young, built men, as restraints are often necessary and all the pillows end up smelling like their cologne. This always gets me wet. When this happens, I like to give myself a nice little pick me up with those soft, cologne soaked pillows.

One night my fingers had just begun their familiar decent downwards when I heard the front door crack quietly. I rested my hands in my lap innocently. My boss, a tall, handsome 25 year old with dark hair and green eyes, crept around the corner and whispered “just had to get some work done, don’t mind me.” then pulled out some paper work and began working in the love seat across from me. Not about to have my fun squandered, I developed a plan. I threw my coat over my lap and arms as if I were cold and began tracing small light circles around my clit through my pant, careful not to move to much. My boss and I chatted quietly about work and family life and yadda yadda all the while my finger worked slow pinches and presses into my clit. Eventually I grew brave and slid my hand into the top of my pants. I’d teased my self so much the sensation of my fingertips against my wet swollen clit made me gasp. My boss looked up from his work and asked what was the matter. I could barely answer as my fingers started making rhythmic delicious circles. “Uhum, nothing  just yawning.” I could feel his eyes rest on me quizzically as my face flushed and breath hitched but I couldn’t stop, my fingers would not stop. I’d been playing with me self ever so gently for over an hour, once my hand got down there it was not letting up. I could feel myself really getting heated and was going blind with restraint.

I slid a finger inside my soaked pussy and felt my eyes droop closed. “OH. Oh, oh my god. I am so soo tired.” I cooed as I attempted to cover my pleasure sounds. “Yes, I can-uh-I can see that…” He gazed at me wide eyed his pen and paper now completely in active. “Are you sure your alright?” He swallowed hard. I slipped two fingers inside myself and felt my fingertips press against my g-spot. “AH, ah yes. Im just so sleepy. Such a long day- oh god. Just a long day” I was breathing heavy. With my other hand I began working my clit. I was really getting off on how he was going to watch me cum. “Fuck, oh fuck there was so much work.” I could barely conceal my movements under my coat anymore and my hips were bucking a little but I didn’t care. I had been so worked up for so long my mind was somewhere else. My fingers were somewhere else and just as he was about to ask me if I needed a glass of water, it happened. “Um, you look a little red. Do you, I don’t know, um…need a glass of -” I breathed in deeply and interrupted his sentence as my two fingers pressed hard into my gspot and my other hand worked overtime on my clit. I could feel it. I was so fucking close finally I could take it anymore. With complete disregard to who was watching or listening I threw my head back and gasped, falling into my work.

“OHMYGOD. Ah ah ah AH. Oh god yes yes ah.SSSsOHHH” I thrusted my hips hard into my fingers and felt my entire body shake as I came down hard on a full body orgasm. I breathed heavy and massaged my clit gently as I came down. “Uhhh…” My boss was stunned. And blushing profusely. “Wha? What was that?” I looked up at him finally and smiled. “WELP, looks like its that time again.” I grabbed my phone and looked at the time. “Yup, time for me to hit the road. See you tomorrow!” As I grabbed my purse and coat and walked to the door, I noticed a suspicious bulge in my dear boss’s khakis. Good times 😉